Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 708 Let You Go

If an ordinary cultivator were to be struck by this divine light, they would either be blinded or, in severe cases, have their soul and spirit destroyed.

What's even more troublesome is that its body is impervious to blades and spears; even a bronze axe can only produce sparks when it strikes it. It is a combination of magic and tank, possessing both demonic magic protection and a body of copper and iron.

"Heh, you've got some skill." Xu sneered and flicked his sleeve, unleashing a burst of crimson sand mist—it was the Thousand Poison Soft Red Sand!

This sand is a top-tier protective magic weapon of the Tibetan demonic sect, specifically designed to break through protective divine light and corrode the soul.

Moreover, for some reason, the Holy Father always felt that this magical artifact was particularly compatible with his own nature.

The moment the red sand touched Heyu's six eyes, billowing black smoke immediately billowed out, and it let out a shrill howl.

They were then entangled by bronze chains coming from all directions. The human warriors present were all veterans among veterans and knew how to seize opportunities.

Upon seeing this, Xu Xuan raised both hands, and a black and gold divine mountain appeared out of thin air, its body covered with ancient demon-suppressing runes.

"Take this move, 'Mountain-Slaying Cow'!"

The calamity god, bound by the human race's war spirit, has no way to escape and can only hope that his physical body can withstand it.

Unfortunately, it forgot that this was not ancient times, and its physical body had long been eaten.

How can the physical resistance evolved from a mere demon soul contend with the great mountain that embodies the paths of Buddha and demon?

The sacred mountain crashed down with a deafening roar. He Yu's remnant soul couldn't withstand such power. His six eyes exploded, his yellow hair flew off, and his entire pig body was forcefully slammed into the ground, turning into a pile of minced meat!
With a flick of his sleeve, Xu absorbed the essence of He Yu's remnant soul into his palm.

The green snake swallowed the mark of Yanshan, while the main body swallowed the fruit and refined it instantly.

"Next." He licked his lips, his eyes flashing with even more ferocity.

To the south, blazing flames stretched to the heavens, and waves of heat rolled in like a tsunami.

The ferocious bird Shengyu flapped its wings and hovered in the air, its red feathers bristling like knives, each feather burning with an inextinguishable demonic fire.

With each flap of its wings, countless fiery feathers rained down like a storm, exploding upon touching the water's surface, steam and flames mingling to create a deathly realm.

"Heh, it's just a bombing chicken after all?" Xu Xuan sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He took the bronze giant bow handed to him by the war spirit beside him. The bow was engraved with ancient fierce curses, and the bowstring was made of the sinews of a dragon. When it was pulled, it emitted a clanging sound like a dragon's roar.

And what was on the bowstring was none other than the growing demonic weapon, the Victorious Evil Sword!
"go with!"

The bowstring trembled, and the Victorious Evil Sword transformed into a streak of black light, shooting through the air.

Wherever it passed, flames were extinguished and steam froze. Before Sheng Yu could react, a sword pierced his chest. The evil energy attached to the sword instantly corroded his demonic soul, causing him to fall from the sky without even being able to utter a wail.

The battle spirits swarmed forward, excitedly reaching out to pluck feathers to start a fire—these Sheng Yu feathers were excellent materials for refining fire-type magic weapons, and their flesh and blood were even more nourishing!
But as soon as their hands touched the feathers, they suddenly remembered that they were already battle spirits who had died once, and that the ferocious bird in front of them was nothing more than a remnant soul.

"Tsk, boring." The battle spirits withdrew their hands sullenly, kicked Sheng Yu's corpse, turned around and transformed into a gust of wind to continue chasing other demon spirits.

Xu Xuan sheathed his giant bow and gazed coldly into the distance: "Next."

Before leaving, I accepted the mark of Yushan.

To the north, the sky and earth are a deep blue.

The mutilated writhed in the murky waters, its body rotting and dripping with blue venomous blood, turning the entire area into an eerie deep blue.

The poisonous blood evaporated into acid mist, transforming into acid rain storms that corroded everything. Even the rocks hissed in the rain, eroding them with honeycomb-like holes.

But for the human warrior spirits, these are nothing to fear.

It pounced on it, tearing and devouring the rotting flesh of the snail.

The venomous blood seared their souls, yet it couldn't stop their madness. After all, they were already souls who had died once; what did mere poison matter to them?
Xu Xuan's lips twitched slightly when he saw this fighting style: "These lunatics..."

He shook his head, and in a flash, a short sword appeared in his hand—the blade was long and narrow like a fishbone, and the blade pattern was as winding as intestines; it was the legendary Fish Intestine Sword!
"Pfft!"

The short sword pierced the snail's belly with perfect precision, all the way down to the hilt.

The Fish Intestine Sword returned to the Fish Intestine, which was very fitting for the occasion.

The next instant, the Fish Intestine Sword unleashed a sharp sword aura, annihilating the Yingyu's soul from within.

The sword energy darted through its body like a swimming fish, disintegrating the demonic soul wherever it passed. The sword energy also peeled away the hardest scales from the Yingyu's body, making it easier for Xu Xuan to refine it later.

After a few breaths, the remnant soul completely dissipated, transforming into a dark blue divine pill that floated in the air.

The mark of the water was swallowed by the green snake again. As for the fruit… it chewed it and frowned: “Tsk, the fishy smell is really strong…”

The battle spirits licked the poisoned blood from the corners of their mouths, their eyes still gleaming with ferocity: "Next...who to eat?"

Xu Xuan looked into the distance and squinted his eyes: "Don't rush, there are plenty of tough nuts for you to crack."

In the center of the world, thunderclouds surged, and the mournful cry of a newborn baby pierced the sky.

The serpent coiled in the center of the storm, its wolf-like body wreathed in lightning, and its twisted human face gleaming with a pair of vertical pupils that shone with a chilling light.

When the wings spread, the immense power of water element poured out like a celestial river, and the surging torrent washed over everything on the battlefield, even causing mountains to collapse and dissolve in the raging waves.

Xu Xuan saw how arrogant this guy was and immediately activated his golden man mode.

We intend to show them our strength and methods.

However, when the snake sensed Xu Xuan approaching, it suddenly folded its wings, obediently lowered its body, and let out a low whimper—showing weakness and submission.

The Holy Father raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing the ancient, ferocious creature with interest: "Oh? Now you know how to bow your head?"

The serpent-like human face revealed an anthropomorphic fawning expression, hissing, "Your Highness's power is boundless, this lowly demon is willing to serve you as my master..."

"Then why didn't you submit in ancient times?" This question is rather malicious.

The snake's expression froze instantly.

After a long silence, she finally explained, sounding aggrieved, "Back then... King Yu didn't ask!" Her voice even carried a hint of indignation. "He rushed up with his axe, chopped off my wings with one blow, and even said something about cutting off my head."

Xu Xuan suddenly realized that the guy who loved to laugh was quite straightforward.

The serpent thought things had taken a turn for the better, and just as it managed to force a fawning smile— "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

With a sword of evil spirits and a sword of fish intestines, they directly severed the wings.

The little golden statue shone brightly.

With celestial skin and jade-like bones, the might of the Pure Land, the Five Great Vidyarajas, Vajra divine power, and a fist that subdues all evil spirits!
Time slowed down, and the punch shattered the void, striking the serpent's body and generating rings of light. Dazzling brilliance erupted from the fist, tearing through the void and causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

"Understanding is one thing, but those who deserve to be killed still have to be killed."

The snake stared wide-eyed, never understanding until its death—how could this person stab you in the back while chatting?!

Xu Xuan skillfully performed hand seals to refine the essence, feeding the Yi Shui imprint to the green snake. The remnant soul was rolled into a light blue pill, which he casually tossed into his mouth: "Tsk, too salty."

He wiped his mouth, looked up at the last battlefield, and his smile gradually turned cold.

Next up is Gan Yunzhongjun.

Xu Xuan looked up at the sky, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

I've disliked this pretentious guy for a long time, yet he sits so high and mighty in the ninth heaven. Does he even understand how to sit properly?

Shengxie, charge!

The Victory Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, transforming into a jet-black stream of light that shot straight into the sky. Wherever the sword's edge passed, even space itself was torn apart with fine cracks.

"Boom!"

A bolt of divine lightning struck, and the Victorious Evil Sword fell to the ground, still smoking.

It was fooled by the sword master; it turns out they weren't going to attack together all at once.

Yun Zhongjun lowered his eyes and looked down, his gaze shifting between Xu Xuan and the human battle spirit that had the upper hand below him, his expression complex.

If that were all, He would still be confident in sweeping the entire field away with lightning speed. But...

The human demon monk's endless tricks made Him feel uneasy.

What made Him even more wary was the aura of the human holy emperor that appeared intermittently in the sky above the battlefield—a pressure that came from across the river of time, which was far beyond what was acceptable for the Dongting Monarch.

Xu Xuan, on the other hand, was eager to try and planned to lead the human race's battle spirits to surround and kill this guy.

At worst, I can guide you to your hometown of the Vacuum, and it won't matter if I reveal my true form as the White Lotus.

Since I've already revealed too many of my cards and intelligence, I might as well...
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Perhaps enough demon souls had perished, and the offerings were plentiful. Or perhaps the "Xianchi" melody was nearing its end, and the Holy Emperor was thoroughly enjoying the music.

"boom!"

On Turtle Mountain, an ancient gate slowly opened.

A breath of fresh air drifted in—the wind from Dongting Lake.

Xu Xuan, however, was not in such a hurry to leave; this was a good opportunity...

Hey? Hey? Hey?
The hairs on my body suddenly stood on end, my intuition screaming a warning!
The winds from outside also activated some terrifying entities.

Looking up abruptly, they saw eighteen scarlet eyes descending from the sky, each as large as a mountain, coldly watching the battlefield. Even more terrifying, Xiang Liu, who should have been sealed at the bottom of Dongting Lake, was now silently approaching Turtle Mountain, dragging its rusty bronze pillar!
Nine ferocious heads emerged from the clouds, their tongues flicking and dripping venomous saliva, corroding deep pits into the ground.

"hiss……"

At the same time, a sickening screech of scales rubbing together came from afar. A monstrous snake, its body a tapestry of blue, yellow, red, and black, was growing in a bizarre way—it had crawled out of the deep crater left by the arrow that shot down the suns by Yi the Great. With every inch it moved, its body lengthened by a hundred feet!
Xu Xuan grabbed the shaman beside him and asked, "Have you ever hunted down such a ferocious god?"

The shaman remained calm: "I've been there..."

I never expected these human battle spirits to be of such high quality. I'll definitely treat Old Shen to a drink when I get out!

"Right, then what?"

"It was eaten..."

Xu Xuan's lips twitched. "I misunderstood."

Then, with his head held high and chest puffed out, he raised his hand and pointed at Yun Zhongjun, whose expression was unpredictable on the cloud: "I'll let you off this time."

After saying that, he turned and ran, so fast that he left an afterimage in his place, and plunged headfirst into the flesh.

When body and soul are united, one can feel the oppressive force coming towards them, a kind of despair where there is absolutely no way to find a way to survive.

However... others fear my greed.

The land of Evil unfolds!

One last bite!
The war spirits were also amazed by the frightening courage and appetite of the younger generation of humans, but... of course they had to pamper their own people.

He grabbed the remnant souls of the demon race nearby and threw them inside. Although the other party certainly wouldn't cooperate, they still couldn't escape their fate under various methods.

After the two ancient demon gods had completely obscured the splendor of human civilization on Turtle Mountain, Xu Xuan looked at the many demon souls who had not entered with a heavy heart and beat his chest in despair.

Pointing at the two demonic gods whose true forms were obscured, he said resentfully, "I'll let you off this time!"

Xu, the horse herder, bowed to the human warriors with a fist salute.

He picked up the guqin and rushed toward the slowly closing door.

The eighteen eyes of the Nine-Headed Serpent turned at the same time, and the body of the Bashe suddenly straightened like an arrow—but it was too late.

The human warriors returned to their original forms, using the power of the vows made by the White Deer Academy over the years to temporarily halt the attack.

"I'll be back!!!"

boom!
The portal is closed.

　Book recommendation: "Ascension to Immortality: Starting as a Medicine-Refining Apprentice": A Xianxia novel with a focus on mortals, featuring solid writing and a protagonist who is humane and not overly saintly. A sample reading is welcome.

　　
　
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